As I walk to my motercycle I text my mom and told her i would be out in the woods for a little bit. Then Pitch came out and we switched numbers. Then i left and went to the woods. When i got there i could not think right because i kept thinking of Pitch, he was sweet, handsome, caring and sad. I kept seeing his sad face as he tried to answer the question then he answered but, he looked like it hurt him phishicly.
As i walked to my favorite spot it started to snow, wow just my luck. December was not one of my favorite months. Putting my bag down i turn into a panther since its turning dark, and grab my bag with my mouth.
I remember that it took me years to help control myself to going all the way to my animal instinces and im glad i did cause this would be hell in my mind to control is so thats why i had like a cabnet of ibproohen because of all splitting migrains.
When i got to the spot it snowed a bit harder, then out of no were a snowball hit me in the face dropping my bag i looked at the spot it came from. Then out of know were another snow ball came at my face and i moved toward the way it came then i ran into a..... guy? I turned back imitdied into my body, clothes and all. He has blond-white hair and icy blue eyes. He had a hook like staff thingy. And we just kept looking at each other. I also just noticed that i was also on top of him.
Getting up, i lend out my hand to him."Umm, what are you doing out hear and who are you?"
Grabbing my hand i see that hes about 5'8, and that i come to his shoulders." Well, i sow you walking and change into a panther i got curiouse and followed you hear i kinda got bored and started throwing snowballs at you but i didnt exspect you to attack me though." Rubbing the back of his neck and looked alittle guilty. " You nver answered my other question." Looking sternly into his eyes.
"Well, my name is Jack." Pauseing before he finished the sntence."Jack Wight." then he smiled and bowed witch was werid.But then it hit me.
" You remind me of Jack Frost. you know he was always my favorite person in the storys. He just was wild, fearless, but, deep down he was lonly and sad he had no more family and every time he made a mortal friend he never had them long because they stoped beliving or they died. i acully never had a friend or even less a boyfriend. So i use to come hear when i was younger and acted like i was dance, singing and playing with snowflakes with him. I use to think he was real.I also use to wish on a star to be able to see him.But, hes not real." Then i heard a ringing in my back pocket and read that it was Pitch.
Holding 1 min. finger, i opened my phone and started to talk to Pitch. He asked if I wanted to go out and i said yes then ungup. turning around i was about to speak but, jack was gone.
"Jack, hey whyed you leave?" Frowning I turned back around and did my home work, got on my bike and went home got dressed into better close then i went out to have fun.
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Jack's Pov.
Leaving her wondering about were i was, was mean, but, she got to close to who i really was. But, what got me to leave was that she knew me well even if it was in the books. Her face kept poping into my head, her violet eyes and black hair with aburn highlights were beyond enchanting.
